So this morning was just ripe for this stuff.

Big morning, Stacy's packing for an international trip

that she's on.

She's going to her nieces wedding, part mission thing.

She's going back to meet with some key allies

and hold a couple critical meetings.

Anyway, the point isn't the trip.

The point is the stress on the house this morning.

She discovered she was lost the earrings that she

was planning on wearing. Okay? Not a big deal to a man, sometimes a very big deal to a

woman. I don't treat it like a big deal. I don't treat it like she's treating it and I'm in the

kitchen and she's in the bedroom on her hands and knees trying to find it in the

carpet. The agreement that just came in as, you know, John, you just suck at loving.

You suck at this, you know.

And the thing was it was kind of rooted in real-time data. I mean I wasn't in the bedroom on my hands and needs

too. I had been but I needed to get on with my day and I had a you know legitimate appointment but

okay anyway you suck at loving and it was just so ripe for me to go you know what

that's actually pretty much true.

I really am not good at loving.

I can relate this morning.

I hadn't even gotten out the door yet and I take our kids to school in the

morning and one of them has just traditionally run late so comes downstairs at

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